At the end of the world, Lu Bu'er lowered his right hand.
As if waving a battle flag.
The Specter Fiends that broke out of their cocoons in the ancient ruins swarmed out, like a surging tide after a dam burst, majestically sweeping forward. Their bodies drenched with Dark Matter, each individual weak, but fearlessly rushing into the sea of death energy, gnawing at those resentful spirits.
He, on the other hand, sat alone in the pistil of the Flower of Origin, holding his forehead as he endured the intense pain. This was his first attempt to dominate so many Specter Fiends, and the backlash was unprecedented, enough to cause instantaneous brain death in anyone in the world.
But because of the fusion of the cores of Alpha and Omega, he could withstand this cost for a short time. His Golden Eye on his forehead trembled violently, leaking golden blood.
At this moment, he clearly felt the difference between the two powers.
